and i'm leaning against
a rusted Chevy truck...

It's nights like these
where I feel like a giddy...

and i'm sitting in the kitchen
again, tracing tiles that need...

My eyes adjust to the flickering-
the eyelids of light...

I am the dust here;
I cannot carry your...

You were never that loud,
almost always asleep...

You said the April sun
would breathe us closer...

Dear cherished,
Forget what we have earned in golden solidity...

I’m thankful for him the way a lost
child is thankful for the moon...

Why can't family just behave,
do the men always have to...

You look lovely on a page -
peppered in ink and promise...

I am plagued with routine regret
at a bedside where I exhale in the arms...